Chapter 617
Handsome men, delicious food, and fresh flowers!
Ragib was sitting on the other side, the picture was like a star flashing!
"Ah, it's so dazzling!"
Zoya raised her hand to block her eyes.
"Get up? Come and have breakfast." Ragib smiled at her. "I've already prepared it."
Zoya's eyes widened. She walked over quickly and looked at the... breakfast.
"You... you did this?" Her face was filled with shock as she looked at Ragib.
Ragib smiled without saying anything. He stood up, picked up the bunch of flowers, walked over, and placed it in Zoya's hand. "This is for you. I apologize for what happened last night."
Zoya looked at the flowers in her hand and then at the exquisite breakfast. She slowly shifted her gaze to Ragib's face.
Ragib also looked at her. "I hope you don't have to be angry about what happened yesterday. You know, men... there will be a time when they can't control themselves." Zoya swallowed and looked at the flowers in her hand.
Calm down.
Flowers were very common... although she had rarely received flowers from men!
Most of the gifts given by Yael had been thrown away.
Zoya took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Okay... thank you."
Holding back the nervousness in her heart, Zoya put the roses aside and was so excited that she forgot everything.
But this table of exquisite breakfast was right in front of them, so it was hard not to notice.
"But." She looked at the breakfast on the table and swallowed. "Did you make it?"
Ragib rubbed his nose and nodded. "Of course."
"I thought that I was impulsive yesterday and didn't care about how you feel. It was my fault." Ragib apologized humbly, as if he had already rehearsed the lines. "So I made you breakfast today as an apology. Please believe that I didn't mean it yesterday."
But Zoya was not a careless person.
She was a bold but thoughtful woman!
Listening to Ragib's words, she pointed to Rose and asked, "Then, where are the flowers?"
"Oh, I made a call to the flower shop this morning and ordered it. It was just sent over." Ragib nodded his head. His expression was one of natural consideration, as if he was doing something out of my heart.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you sure that this breakfast... was not bought from the outside with the flowers?" Zoya asked suspiciously. Her words revealed the truth of the matter.
Ragib's face froze for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. "No, I did it. I got up earlier than you. I'll try to make breakfast for you."
Zoya continued to ask, "Can you cook? Can you make such delicious breakfast?"
"Of course." Ragib shamelessly said, "I am Ragib."
Zoya's frown deepened.
He stared fixedly at Ragib's face.
She was touched by the fact that he had prepared her breakfast with flowers, but...
Ragib walked to the other side of the table and sat down. He placed a pair of chopsticks on the opposite side and said, "Alright, sit down and eat. Aren't you going to the hospital to have a check later? I'll go with you-"
Zoya felt that she was speechless at the man who was lying without a red face or blinking his eyes!
She stared at the 'Dragonmoon Pavilion' breakfast on the table and sighed. "Ragib, let me ask you one last time. This... is this really what you did? You really didn't lie to me?"
Ragib froze. The expression on his face was a little unstable. "I said that what I did was what I did. Why are you saying so much nonsense? Are you still going to eat it or not?"
As soon as Zoya's eyes narrowed, she asked him.
He's feeling better now.
"You made it?" Zoya wanted to strike the man who was lying. "Do you think I can't recognize that this is the breakfast of 'Dragonmoon Pavilion'?"
Ragib's entire body went stiff.
The corners of Zoya's mouth twitched. you know that I once ordered takeout "Do food from 'Dragonmoon Pavilion' a few days ago? I only ordered a few dishes here. Did you tell you to make them?"
Damn it, it's more like a lie!
Ragib's expression finally changed after he was exposed. His chopsticks were filled with anger as he said, "Who says that it must be 'Dragonmoon Pavilion'? They can cook, but I can't? Zoya, what do you mean by that? I was angry yesterday and didn't want to make breakfast for you in the morning. Why are you talking so much? Do you want to eat or not?"
"But can you say it well when you're lying? Don't insult my IQ!" Zoya widened her eyes. "You did it, didn't you? Let me see again now. I can't do it so well. I'm going to learn from you!"
"I won't do it now. I'm tired, Young Master!" Ragib sat across from him, looking as if he was an old man. He wrapped his arms around his chest.
Zoya ran to the kitchen again and found some water in the pot. It seemed that someone had really touched it.
She ran out again and asked, "Did you touch my kitchen?"
"Cook, isn't it okay if you don't cook?" Ragib harrumphed.
Zoya ran back.
She went back to the kitchen and took a look at the garbage building. There was no sign of his breakfast at all.
She brought it up and said to Ragib, "These were all the dishes I bought last night. The breakfast you made had an spring roll on it. Then do you know where the egg shells went? Did you eat them?"
Ragib's face was flushed red. "I'm asking if you're annoyed. Why are you rooting for it? Whether it's me or not is up to you. As long as have this intention, it's fine. Why do you ask so much? Do you know what it means to not tell the truth? If I say it's me, then it's me who does it!"
Anyway, he had spent a lot of money. Why didn't he say that he was the one who did it?
"This woman really doesn't know how to flirt with others!"
"What?" Zoya clenched her fists. "Ragib, it's fine if you're lying, but you're insulting my intelligence?"
Ragib finally leaned back with his arms folded. "Okay, okay, I'll buy it, okay?"
Zoya almost carried him on her back in one breath.
But looking at Ragib's expression, Zoya suddenly felt that she was very stupid.
How could he cook?
At first glance, he knew he had bought it.
She asked him to confirm if the breakfast was made by him. She also wanted him to admit that she was confused. Since he bought the breakfast to be made for her, why did she ask him?
She was so full that she could barely In the end, Zoya walked over weakly. "Forget it, I'm stupid... Thank breakfast, Ragib!" you for 'making'
Ragib finally nodded his head in satisfaction. "That's right. Don't you think that I'm the one who did it?"
Zoya said she didn't want to talk.
The breakfast was filled with peace, but Zoya didn't show any dissatisfaction.
In the middle of the way, Ragib kept looking at Zoya, trying to see any expression on her face.
However, with her face buried, no one could tell what she was thinking.
Ragib coughed and broke the quiet atmosphere. "In fact, sometimes the result is good and it doesn't matter what the process is."
"Oh, are you talking about you?" Zoya wanted to laugh.
"My starting point is naturally good," Ragib said. "I just want to make you breakfast."
But he would not do anything.
He had no choice but to buy.
Zoya glared at him and continued to eat. "I'm not blaming you for buying breakfast from the outside, but I'm angry that you're lying... You're lying about a small thing. If it's a big deal, can you sell me?"
Ragib's movements stopped. "What are you talking about? I'm not short of money. Why would I sell you?"
Looking at his self-righteousness, Zoya endured for a while. "Forget it, I won't argue with him. It's my fault that I'm silly to argue with him."
After breakfast, Ragib accompanied her to the hospital to check.
In the car, Zoya thought of the gift box she saw last night.
"The box I opened when promised to be your girlfriend last time." Zoya paused and asked, "I checked it last night. I want to return it to you."
Ragib glanced at her through the rearview mirror. He tilted the corner of his lips and said, "What do you mean by 'go back to me'? I didn't remember what I said yesterday. It's normal for me to send things to my girlfriend."
"But it's too valuable. I don't want it," said Zoya. "I might as well return it to you."
Ragib sighed. "Are you a fool? Which woman doesn't want to receive a precious gift?"
"It's true. I appreciate your kindness." Zoya says.
"You've never mentioned that gift to me. I thought you'd already accepted it." Ragib turned the steering wheel and sighed a little gloomily. "So you didn't open it before? You're not stupid, you're still slow."
Zoya said without hesitation, "I forgot to watch it before."
"That is the first gift for you." Ragib said, "It can be counted as a gift for you to become my girlfriend, a ceremony for keepsake. I heard that the necklace is suitable for the things made between lovers. Since you have become my girlfriend, then the necklace can be considered as a meaningful thing. Keep it well."
There was a helpless look on Zoya's face.
Inside the gift box was a necklace of an expensive item...
Ragib continued, "My original intention is that if you call me to respond to me, I will let you open the box, ask you to wear it, and then come back to Ragib Family with me. Isn't it very smooth? It's just that you had a car accident with Yael that night, so I didn't have time to let you go back and open it."
"I know, but I really appreciate your kindness." Zoya tried to persuade him. "I promised to be your girlfriend because I was moved by you and liked you. It's not because I want to get some material or profit from you. It's too expensive. I really don't want to accept it."
Ragib glanced at her from the rearview mirror. "Zoya, are you trying to make me angry?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Which woman doesn't want to receive her boyfriend's gift? Besides, I'm happy that I sent it out." Ragib said, "Then do you mean that I can't give you anything? If I send it out, I will be sent back by you. This makes me very frustrated, okay?"
"I didn't mean to refuse you." Zoya clenched her fists.
"Then take it."
Zoya hung her head dejectedly and was successfully convinced by Ragib!
Half an hour later, at hospital was different from the senior private hospital of our city. The military hospital was located in front of her.
As soon as Zoya and Ragib entered the elevator, an acquaintance walked out of the elevator.
"Oh, isn't this Ragib?" A madam came out from inside with a bag on her wrist and a servant next to her.
Ragib was slightly taken aback. He smiled and greeted her. "Auntie, are you here to see Yael?"
Right now, it was Yael's mother.
The mother of Yael.
"That's right." Yael's mother said, "Who knows what happened to Yael? He said that he accidentally drove a few days ago and had a car accident. Fortunately, he didn't get seriously injured. But it's not enough for him to stay in the hospital for a few days."
Zoya was a little surprised. It seemed that Yael didn't talk to his family about the cause of the car accident, nor did he expose her story.
Ragib was not surprised. "That's true. No one likes to stay in the hospital, but it seems that his injuries are not very serious. Don't worry, Aunt."
"I didn't dare to hurt him. As a soldier, I couldn't do anything to you," Yael's mother sighed, "but recently just heard that he gave up the position of the editor of newspaper. We're very happy. Like you, it's better to find a woman from an army family. After all, the cognition and value are the same, and you can live a better and harmonious life in the future."
Ragib smiled and nodded. "Aunt Yael is right."
Zoya's lips moved a little. It seemed that she was disliked by Yael family.